Chapter 31: The world is clear, the universe is mysterious, and the sky is clear.
The earth generates evil spirits and spreads the demonic realm, and the sky gathers yin and thunder to show its majesty.
Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea, a pure Buddhist saint, came to the world with a rain of blood, was infected by evil spirits, and died in an instant.
Today, it has become an extinct realm in the human world, inaccessible, unobservable, and unmeasurable.
A trace of demonic energy is revealed, and mortal flesh disappears and bones are lost, and the person dies on the spot. Even a practicing monk, if he stays there for a while, his cultivation will be reduced, and his demonic calamity will be added. If he is not careful, demons will be born in his heart, and he will never recover.
Looking from a distance, I can see the red and black demon blood surging and spreading. Wherever it passes, there is no life and all things are extinguished. There are many grievance souls whistling, condensing and not being able to escape. They are imprisoned in the demon blood and increase their power. Demonic blood, demonic blood, demonic blood gathered together and gradually formed a huge sea of blood. The sea of blood surged and branched out in all directions, out of Jiajia Mountain, but was blocked by the Pure Magic Array of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
Ten Thousand Buddhas Purify Demons, Ten Thousand Buddhas Purify Demons, Ten Thousand Buddhas Purify Demons, Ten Thousand Buddhas Purify Magic Array flows out the red blood of the Buddha, and the blood of the Buddha transforms many monks, blooming with the brilliance of the Buddha's light, chanting "The Sutra of Destruction" in unison, to resist the red and black demon blood.
The Buddha's blood and the demon's blood competed with each other, and each suffered losses. The demon's blood gradually lost its power and was gradually transformed and ascended. Some souls of the dead escaped from the sea of blood, regained consciousness, worshiped the monks and left.
The blood of the Buddha was also infected, and a monk showed a ferocious face. When he chanted Amitabha, the shadow disappeared and he was completely extinct.
After a long period of consumption and a stalemate, the demon blood is reduced, but the Buddha blood is also weak.
Outside the Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea, the Buddha of the Third Era of Zheng and the Hidden World Wish Ru has closed his eyes, standing on the sea surface, surrounded by many Bodhisattvas and Arhats.
A Bodhisattva came forward and said: "My Buddha, please give me the blood of the Buddha."
There are dozens more Bodhisattvas and Arhats taking a step closer.
The wish of the hidden world opened his eyes and sighed: "Buddha friends are merciful, and the common people are lucky, but I am not lucky."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and the Buddha's blood was sprinkled, and dozens of Bodhisattvas and Arhats took it.
An Arhat said: "My Buddha's great mercy is our blessing. Please."
The hidden world wisher looked at them one by one, and then sighed: "Buddha friends are fighting to cross the sea, please go first."
"Please."
The remaining monks all said in unison: "Amitabha, I would like to send you my Buddhist friends."
Dozens of Bodhisattvas and Arhats stepped out, flew into the air, and chanted sutras: "I saw Sakyamuni cut off his flesh to feed the eagle, and the eagle held the Buddha and declined. I saw the karma raise the demons and test the monks, and the demons rose and the Buddha disappeared. I saw the rain from the sky spreading the wide spread of blessings.
Run, Dependent Origination, the Buddha is destroyed... When all the saints are destroyed, they will not steal the cuddly dog; when the monks are destroyed, they will not be ignorant of cause and effect; when all living beings are destroyed, they will not be reincarnated in vain..."
The monks recited "The Sutra of Miedu", and suddenly the Buddha's light was vast, illuminating the heaven and earth for three thousand miles.
The vision spread throughout the sky, and all sentient beings who saw it could not help but feel mournful and awe in their hearts.
Stepping into the magic circle, the physical bodies of the monks immediately dissipated, leaving only the red blood of the Buddha shining brightly, flowing into the magic circle, doubling its power and melting the red and black demon blood.
The demon blood was outmatched and gradually dissipated until the final core condensed into a round bead, allowing the Buddha blood to attack without any movement.
Outside the formation, the hidden world wishes as follows: "The blood of ten thousand monks and Buddhas only needs three. When I finish the cause and effect, I will be able to extinguish the remaining Buddha and comfort all the Buddhas who have gone before me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was seen kneading the magic formula, transporting the Buddha's essence, and destroying the magic circle. The magic circle gradually shrank, and together with the demon blood ball, it was sealed into the golden Buddha statue on the high seat of the Third World Hall.
"The rain falls everywhere."
Wave your sleeves again, the sky will crack, rain will fall from the clear sky, bathing the people, and the earth will be full of life again.
Withered bamboos bloom new branches in spring, and wild grasses sprout all over the mountains.
The wish of hiding in the world is like bending my fingers again, a spiritual light flashes across, and the Buddhist bell rings. The bell rings, and the light of the Buddha shines on the spiritual platform.
Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea is once again pure and holy, but it is difficult to regain its former prosperity. Many palaces are empty and desolate. There are only a few dozen monks around, compared with nearly a thousand in the past, they are almost extinct.
The hidden worldly wish fell into the Hall of the Third World like transformed light, and he sat cross-legged under the Buddha statue and meditated quietly. The rest of the monks also transformed into Buddha lights and entered their respective palaces.
In the Hall of Three Worlds, there are three Buddha statues in the hall. One is the True Buddha in the middle, showing the majesty of Dharma; the other is the Savior Buddha on the left, showing compassion; the other is the Laughing Buddha on the right, generous and tolerant. And the devil's blood ball is sealed with the title of the True Buddha.
In the body.
When the sun sets and the moon rises, the moonlight shines into the Sanshi Palace.
Zen Master Mingjue walked slowly over and worshiped: "My Buddha."
The wish of the hidden world is as follows: "Buddha friend, please sit down. Come under the moon, but you have doubts?"
The Zen master sat down on the futon and fiddled with Buddha beads in his hands. His face was old and haggard, and he was worried and obsessed. He said: "Exactly. I have studied Buddhism for most of my life. I first practiced Mahayana and then switched to Hinayana. The two kinds of Buddhism entangled and disturbed my heart.
Paranoid and gradually becoming confused, please ask my Buddha to clarify your confusion."
The desire to hide in the world is like waving your finger, and the moonlight shines on the Zen master, and he smiles and says: "Ha, no problem, just calm down and enter concentration according to the moonlight."
With the sound of the Buddha in his ears and the moonlight shining on his body, the Zen master calmed his mind and relaxed his mind.
He also heard: "There are thousands of Buddhist teachings, and all of them can lead to Buddhahood. I take Hinayana and cultivate myself alone. However, if I encounter disaster, I can sacrifice myself to save the common people..."
Every word came into his mind, and the Zen master gradually realized it. Occasionally, if he had doubts, he would explain them one by one and explain them one by one.
While the two people in the palace were discussing Buddhism, they suddenly saw a white lotus in the sky floating down from the bright moon and riding on the moonlight.
I could hear someone saying loudly:
"The world is clear, the universe is mysterious, and the sky is clear!"
The white lotus descended, free from vulgarity and immortality. The fragrant white lotus swayed the dust, and said with a smile: "The inferior person, the fragrant white lotus, seeks to see the Buddha of the third generation."
"Please."
Guided by the Buddha's light, the fragrant white lotus floated into the Hall of the Third Generation, saying: "I have seen the Buddha of the Third Generation, and I have seen the Zen Master."
The wish of hiding in the world is as follows: "Sir, why are you here?"
"I heard the details..."
Five Buddhas fight against the Emperor of Heaven, battle between gods, battle between gods!
After hearing the words, Yingshi Yuanru pondered for a long time and said with a smile: "Ha, I just killed the Buddhists all over the world, and almost killed the Venerable Ajia at my hands. Now you ask me to go out to fight and join hands with the Venerable Ajia. I don't realize it's a joke, sir."
?"
"There are very few top Buddhist masters in the world, and few people can match the Buddha's true cultivation. For God's great plan, and for the sake of the people of China, I can only take the liberty to come and invite you.
I once heard Venerable Aku talk about the Buddha's righteousness, saying that he has a great Buddha's heart and great thoughts, and he is not a cruel murderer. The behavior of massacres of Buddhists is very different from the past, and there must be a reason. After the divine battle, I am willing to help
You, find out the reason."
"Hahaha... Such a fragrant white lotus, such a disciple of the future Buddha Sumeru. With just a little understanding and contact, he can detect the undercurrent of the incident. He is really smart.
Sir, you should have noticed something strange along the way. Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea has encountered a disaster. It is impossible to survive, and the demon blood ball must be suppressed."
He pointed at the Buddha statue and looked at Qingxiang White Lotus. There were formations flowing around the Buddha statue, faintly revealing black demonic energy, and said: "What is the cause of the disaster?"
The wish to hide in the world is as follows: "Have you ever heard that Karma Ti will come to this world?"
"Hmm...could it be the disaster of the sea of blood?"
"Smart people will talk and it will be clear to you that before dying, most of the sleeping Arhat crossed into the sea of blood, and the other half drifted into the world. For some unknown reason, while I was out, he suddenly descended to Jiajia Mountain, threatening the extinction of my Taoism. There is a way to cross the sea of blood alone, but the demonic energy inside it doubles the power and makes it difficult to cross. In desperation, I have no choice but to lay out the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pure Magic Array to seal it into the Buddha statue.
Despite this, we must always keep an eye on it. Once the Demonic Blood Orb escapes its trap and comes back, it will be a disaster for the people."
Ten Thousand Buddhas Pure Magic Array, Ten Thousand Monks and Buddhas’ Blood, so that’s the case. Is this the reason for your murderous crime? Oops, that’s not good!
Qingxiang Bailian hurriedly said: "Buddha is doing something wrong, and this move plays into the plans of the people behind the scenes."
Yinshi Yuanru sighed: "I have no choice but to do it. I have no choice but to follow his plan and massacre the Buddhists, step by step, to find the key to breaking the situation."
"Well...the goal of the people behind the scenes is the battle between Buddha, God, and Buddha, or it may be the key to breaking the situation."
"Ha, that's what I meant."
Qingxiang Bailian said: "In that case, please Buddha, follow me back to the Mahayana Temple."
"Yes, Zen Master, I will ask you to guard the Sanshi Palace while I am out. Thank you very much, please."
Zen Master Mingjue said: "My Buddha is too polite. I should risk my life to protect you. Please."
Having said that, the fragrant white lotus, wishing to hide in the world, turns into a stream of light and disappears from the sky.
Zen Master Mingjue looked at the golden Buddha statue, fiddled with the beads in his hand, and murmured: Buddha, Buddha, you sacrifice yourself to save others, who will come to save you?
(There should be no logical errors, right?)
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Fangcun Mountain.
The Buddha’s sound is vast, the Buddha’s light is vast, the sky is shining, the spirit is pure and holy.
Purify the world of heaven and save the world as pure as light. Stand in front of the mirror pool and look at the angry-eyed King Kong in the Tan. His injuries gradually healed, and he will wake up within a day or two.
Jingtian sat on the pure platform, thinking carefully about the catastrophe in Buddhism caused by the hidden world wish. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was an undercurrent, and there were layers of mist, making it difficult to see the truth.
I pondered for a long time and couldn’t figure it out.
At this time, Venerable Ajia came to pay a visit and said: "Friends, Buddha, save the world and make the world pure. It has been a long time since I last saw you."
Pure heaven, pure salvation, is just like the Tao: "Honored One."
Venerable Ajia said again: "I am here because of important matters. I have heard about the details..."
Wulian, Emperor Shutian, God of War...
After hearing the words, Jingtian thought carefully for a long time and said: "This battle concerns the people of China. Jingtian has no shirking responsibility and will do his part. But Zhi Luohan..."
"Well...what happened to Prajna?"
"The Sword Arhat and the Sleeping Arhat died one after another. The Wise Arhat was devastated, his mentality was unbalanced, and there were signs of being possessed by a demon. Two years ago, he came to me to help him enter the realm of Xuanming and rebuild his state of mind. He has not left yet." Venerable Ajia thought for a moment and said: "Time waits for no one, and all evil can only fight against good. Buddha friends, please follow me."
"That's fine. Bodhisattva, please look after the Purity Platform."
Salvation Jingru said: "Please."
Purifying the world is nothing more than looking at Jingru, the savior of the world, and then looking at Venerable Ajia, and then going away.
But there was a wave of confusion in my heart: Someone broke into the Qingjing Terrace and was familiar with my movements. Who could it be? Salvation Jingru, Venerable Aga, are you worthy of trust?